Nr_Yet1208

~In a world where death is everywhere and the gods do nothing, living is hardly a blessing. The dark realm- the gods call this world. 
One day or rather one night, a young man- Daarc Green, finds himself stranded in the middle of a forest. He is hunted by goblins and then the undead. But wasn't he in his room all this time? And why would these things come after his life? Things didn't make sense but he marched deeper into the forest and met a statue of an angel.
Will he survive to tell the tale?~

CH size 1.2k~1.9 (depends on context) 
present tense= internal monologue
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Dawn- An age of Darkness

I focused my breathing. I didn't know if I could pull it off or not but I still tried. It was easier than making mana go all ballistic in my body after all. I poured a small amount of mana in my hand and made a small ball.

This was surprisingly easy, now that I was calm.

Holy was basically like poison for the undead yet, they wanted me to try it. It was like they were telling me to kill their father. Did they know that? However, I didn't have time to waste. They had already framed me, so it wasn't something to worry about anyway.

Guess I'll just give it my best shot.

I tried my best to not think about harming the emperor and just cleansing him. I still didn't know what I was cleaning though.

The small ball went into the emperor and he writhed. Probably in pain. Jowy and Lianne looked pained themselves. Imazael had her eyes closed while the doctor didn't say anything.

I'm not harming you…. I'm not harming….

Consequences are there for a reason